When Mo Qing lost his job again, it was almost the New Year.

At this time, the school had already gone on winter vacation. During the day, Min Chang looked at the medical clinic, took care of his grandfather, and dealt with chores. At night, he studied and studied to prepare for next year's college entrance examination.

In the morning, Mo Qing went downstairs, walked to the front desk, and asked Min Chang, who was handling the accounts: "Are there any patients?"

Min Chang replied: "No."

"..."

The shabby medical clinic that was losing money would have closed down long ago.

Min Chang glanced at the time, paused, and asked hesitantly: "No one will introduce you to work today?"

At this time in the past, Mo Qing had already left for work.

Mo Qing's attitude towards work is unimpeded, but she seems to have no luck at work and is suitable to be the ancestor of the family.

Mo Qing said: "No."

Min Chang asked: "Then what are your plans?"

"Let's talk about it after the New Year." Mo Qingqing looked very free and easy, clapped his hands and walked to the consultation room.

Min Chang looked at her warily: "I took a look at the inventory. Half of the medicinal materials purchased last month have been used up. What are you doing?"

"Refining medicine."

"..."

He also refines elixirs.

However, the money from the auction of acupuncture needles was enough for Mo Qingzao, so he had nothing to say.

After settling the accounts, Mo Qing still stayed in the consultation room.

Min Chang received a call from Min Chenghuai upstairs and asked him to buy some New Year goods and come back. Min Chang hesitated and knocked on the door of the consultation room.

"Come in." Mo Qing's voice came out.

Min Chang opened the door, expecting to see Mo Qing boiling medicine. Unexpectedly, Mo Qing was sitting at his desk, setting up the Four Treasures of the Study, holding a brush and drawing on paper.

Mo Qing asked: "What's the matter?"

Min Chang didn't say anything. He walked over and looked down at Mo Qing's painting. He was startled by the snowy scenery of Ion Lane for a while, and then he sincerely praised: "It's a good painting."

Who would have thought that after Mo Qing put down his brush, he looked at him with disdain: "What's your taste?"

"..."

Min Chang was stunned: Why not praise her?

Mo Qing said slowly: "There is no need to say anything against your will just to please me."

"..."

Min Chang didn't understand painting, but he didn't mean it as a compliment. However, when Mo Qing said this, he stopped arguing and scratched his head, wondering whether he should cultivate some artistic appreciation.

Mo Qing picked up the piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can: "Tell me something."

"Oh." Min Chang glanced regretfully at the trash can full of paper balls, "I'm going to buy new year's goods, do you want to go with me?"

Mo Qing raised his eyes: "Go."

During the New Year this year, there is no sense of the New Year. The Min family does not need to go to pay New Year greetings, nor do they need to stock up on New Year's goods. However, the form still has to be taken. Go out and stock up on fruits, snacks and ingredients for a week, which can be regarded as a little bit of New Year's flavor.

Mo Qing went upstairs and put on a coat, which was tied around the waist and held tightly. She wore knee-high boots with slender calves, giving off a cold and distant aura, full of aura.

"Where are you going?" Mo Qing asked, pushing her hair behind her back.

Min Chang glanced at the simple clothes on his body and felt like he was carrying a bag: "There is a shopping mall nearby."

New Year's goods can be bought anywhere, so Min Chang chose the nearest one for convenience.

But I never thought that I could meet acquaintances this way.

In the underground supermarket, in the snack area, Peng Ren was pushing a cart full of food. He glanced out of the corner of his eye and caught a glimpse of Mo Qing and Min Chang through the gap between the shelves. He immediately took a few steps back and waved to them.

"Miss Mo!" she said with a cheerful smile.

Mo Qing was picking yogurt when he heard a loud voice. He looked back and wondered: "Why are you here?"

Jiang Ke's home is half an hour's drive away from here.

Duan Duan, how come Peng Ren appears in this supermarket?

Peng Ren came over with a cart and said, "Shopping for New Year's goods with Goblin."

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

"I grabbed two cartons of milk -" Goblin ran over with a carton of milk in one hand. After seeing the three of them, he was startled, "Mo Qing, are you here to stock up on New Year's goods too?"

Mo Qing's expression was a little strange.

Min Chang couldn't help it and asked suspiciously: "Are you two buying New Year's goods together?"

"Yes." Peng Ren smiled and put his hand on Goblin's shoulder, "I will celebrate the New Year with him this year."

Goblin nodded: "Yes." He piled two cartons of milk on the cart.

Mo Qing frowned and asked Peng Ren, "Where is your brother?"

"He is going home to celebrate the New Year and will leave tomorrow." Peng Ren said, "Oh, Miss Mo, don't you know, my home is in the Imperial City. As for me, I will stay in Dongshi so that Lord Jiang can be at his call."

"Didn't Jiang Ke leave?"

"No."

"Celebrate the New Year with the Jiang family?"

"Then I don't know." This belongs to Peng Ren's blind spot of knowledge.

Peng Ren scratched his head and said, "We won't celebrate the New Year with Mr. Jiang. He will give us a long holiday, but we will leave one person in Dongshi. It has been like this in previous years."

"oh."

Mo Qing frowned, then relaxed, and didn't ask any more questions.

They chatted for a while, and Goblin said with a smile: "I live nearby. Come to my house when you have time."

Mo Qing asked: "Do you live alone?"

"Yes." Goblin waved his hand towards her, "I will send you the address later."

Only then did Mo Qing remember that she had never asked if Goblin had any family members. Looking at the backs of Goblin and Peng Ren, Mo Qing thought about it and put the matter behind her.

Let’s buy new year’s goods first.

She and Min Chang walked around the supermarket for a long time, had lunch on the third floor of the mall, and then wandered around for another half an hour before hailing a car at the entrance of the mall and going back.

*

Jiang's second floor, study room.

The day before the holiday, Peng Zhong still fulfilled his duties and reported his work in front of Jiang Ke.

After Peng Zhong finished speaking, Jiang Ke asked a question that had nothing to do with work: "What job did Mo Qing change today?"

"She doesn't have a job."

"No?"

Jiang Ke was inevitably a little surprised when Mo Qing's work experience suddenly disappeared.

"She will stay at the Huichun Pavilion today." After Peng Zhong finished speaking, he suddenly thought of something, "Oh, Peng Ren saw her and Min Chang shopping this morning. They seemed to be buying New Year's goods."

Jiang Ke frowned: "She is celebrating the New Year in Huichun Pavilion?"

Peng Zhong replied: "It should be."

Peng Zhong was somewhat resistant to Jiang Ke's excessive attention to Mo Qing. After all, from his point of view, Mo Qing might not have good intentions in approaching Jiang Ke.

When Jiang Ke pays attention to Mo Qing, he is following Mo Qing's trap.

But he couldn't control Jiang Ke, so he could only be on guard at all times.

——It's a pity that there is Peng Ren who is holding him back, betraying his teammates all day long.

"Um."

"Master Jiang." Peng Zhong hesitated, "Why didn't you see Mrs. Chen?"

Jiang Ke said calmly: "Give her a holiday."

Peng Zhong thought for a while, but still didn't ask Jiang Ke how he planned to celebrate the New Year.

After explaining everything, Peng Zhong left.

The next two weeks will be his vacation. He is no longer Jiang Ke's assistant, but the eldest son of the Peng family in the imperial city.

After Peng Zhong left, Jiang Ke stood up, opened the French window, and smoked a cigarette.

After that, he took out his mobile phone, turned on the screen, waited for it to go off, and turned it on again... After repeating this several times, he finally logged into WeChat and found Mo Qing's account.

He sent a message.

【Have you got a meal yet?】
To be continued...